Nothing now, but these empty arms,
And a heart full freighted with tears.
What yet undreamed of woes and alarms,
What future, nameless fears,
Could ever bring more pain than this?
The haunting imprint of her kiss,
Slipping out of reach, beyond recall;
A dwindling shadow on the wall.
A lowering shade that slowly fades,
Into the blank, impenetrable night.
All that I wanted, overthrown,
My dreams all put to flight;
For I shall never know, again, such rest,
As when I held her against my chest.
